The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The fog rolled in off the coast, thick and white, erasing the horizon until the world was nothing but a gray square of immediate reality. I stood on the deck of the *Aethelgard*, a vessel of such antiquity that its timber groaned like a dying man with every swell. My hands gripped the railing, the cold wood biting into my skin. I was fifty-three. I counted the years in the ache of my knees, in...

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